Rumble waited uneasily outside the schoolhouse, listening to his classmates talk. A lot of the students had come early, just like him ... probably eager to get started. The group of three colts all leaned against the wooden schoolhouse wall: himself, Pipsqueak, and Featherweight.

Featherweight grinned at them. “I still can't believe that Diamond is such a freak in bed; she's usually so uptight. You wouldn't believe the things she did.”

“Ha!” Pipsqueak grinned and crossed his hooves over his chest. “Well I just found out I'm apparently some kind of sex god or something, because I made Sweetie Belle do an orgasm twice!”

“Nice!” Featherweight hoof-bumped Pipsqueak.

But Rumble kept quiet, feeling left out. He'd always gotten along great with Scootaloo, so when everyone was pairing off, it had felt natural to go with her. But when they'd both finally gotten alone in his bedroom, things had gotten awkward. He'd suddenly felt very conflicted about getting a closer look at Scootaloo. The mare parts weren't bad – he kind of liked those, and looking at her there had made some very interesting things happen to him. Even if he had been forced to just examine some stallion parts, he could have soldiered on through it and written his report without any real problem. But for her to have both ... for some reason, it just freaked him out, and he hadn't wanted to touch her at all.

And, of course, once things became awkward like that, he hadn't felt comfortable letting her do much with him, either. So while his buddies laughed and congratulated each other on their exploits, he kept his mouth shut and worried about whether or not his report would be thorough enough to satisfy Princess Cadance. She'd told everyone to explore their partner ... and somehow – especially after hearing stories from his friends – he thought that 'force yourself to look for a few minutes, then run away to write barely a page about it' wasn't quite what she'd intended.

“So how about you, quiet guy?” Featherweight punched him lightly in the shoulder. “Bet you've got some stories to tell after taking Scootaloo home with you. Isn't it awesome how she has both? I'm super-jealous!”

“Yeah, it was, um...” Rumble looked away, over to where a group of fillies – including Scootaloo – was chattering away. “It was awesome, right.”

Featherweight was working Pipsqueak's curiosity up as well. He leaned around to stare, eager to hear a little gossip. “How was she? Does her, um, cock also do the orgasm when you give her one?”

Thankfully, Rumble didn't have to answer that. All the hasty conversations around the schoolyard died down instantly as Princess Cadance came into view over the slight hill.

“My, my,” she said. “It looks as if I have an eager class to work with. That's my favorite kind of class to work with!”

Everypony smiled and gathered closer as she unlocked the school door and let everyone inside.

She put a hoof to her chin. “Hmm... but not everypony is here yet. We'll have to wait until our official start time – we can't have them missing out just because they came on time, can we? It looks like we're missing, hm ... four students, by my count.”

Apple Bloom, one of the last to come in, stopped in the doorway next to Cadance. “I ... think I saw Twist and Dinky going off into the bushes behind the schoolhouse...”

“Ah.” Cadance nodded her head in with a profoundly understanding little grin. “They're probably just finishing up the last bits of their homework.” She stepped outside and called out loudly, “Twist! Dinky Hooves! Come in please – class will be starting soon.”

A few moments later, the two of them came around the building and followed Cadance inside. They were both wiping their mouths with their hooves, and while Dinky was blushing bright red and trying to sneak in without anyone seeing her, Twist stepped proudly with her head held high and a huge grin.

“Now then...” Cadance looked around the room as the last of them settled into their seats. “That just leaves two more. Sweetie Belle, I think, and... Oh, who was it?”

“Button Mash,” Silver Spoon said. “He hasn't come in yet.”

“Ah, right. Well, we still have ten minutes until class officially starts, so let's give those two a little more time.”

Sweetie Belle came in almost before Cadance had even finished saying that, but she paused in the doorway when she saw that almost everyone was already here. “Am I ... late?”

“No, no,” Cadance assured her. “It just seems a lot of your classmates were eager to get started, but we're still waiting on one more.”

“Button Mash?” Sweetie guessed.

Cadance nodded.

Rumble knew why that colt was always late, of course. Every day, he stopped at the arcade before coming to class. Goddess only knew where he found enough bits to play so many games. Sure, he was good at it, but it's not like the machines would spit out a bunch of bits if you won.

As the class waited for Button, conversations began springing up, and Cadance just relaxed against the desk, letting it happen.

Fortunately for him, Rumble didn't normally sit next to Featherweight or Pipsqueak, so there wasn't any risk of them trying to revive the conversation from outside. After hearing how much 'fun' everypony else had, he now felt deeply ashamed at how little he'd been willing to do. He would hate to have to tell his friends about it ... about how he was still a virgin, even though all the virgins remaining in the class seemed to have lost theirs yesterday.

He wasn't sitting next to his guy friends, but things did get a more than a little awkward because he was sitting next to Scootaloo. And she was on the edge of the room, so she didn't have anyone to talk to but him.

“So...”

Rumble winced when she spoke to him. Oh Goddess, this was so embarrassing!

Scootaloo looked away, glancing at the rest of the class, then back at him. “About yesterday...”

“I, uh... Don't worry about it.” Rumble leaned in close, so he could whisper. “I don't want you to be upset or anything. There's nothing wrong with you.”

“But...”

“I know, I know. I shouldn't have chickened out.”

Scootaloo scowled at that.

It took Rumble a minute, but he figured out why. “No, no! I didn't mean it like that. I wasn't trying to make a joke. I just mean that I shouldn't have been such a scaredy cat about it. There's nothing wrong with you... I guess there's just something wrong with me, because I couldn’t handle it.”

She lost her scowl and grinned, punching him in the shoulder – the same place Featherweight had. It was just like old times, when he'd enjoyed playing tag and catch and all kinds of other games with Scootaloo. That was comforting, having a bit of the old familiarity back, back to the Scootaloo he knew: the fun tomboy, not the disturbingly sexual creature he'd been dealing with yesterday.

“Don't worry about it, dude,” she said. “Maybe you just need some time to get used to it.”

Rumble stared at her and blinked. Could he get used to that? Did he want to? Scootaloo was fun to hang out with, probably even more fun than his colt friends. And he did really like her. But did he like her that way? He'd never really put much thought into having a serious girlfriend, but if he did, Scootaloo seemed like such an obvious choice. Would he ever be able to get over her unique anatomy, though?

Just as Cadance reached to pull the rope that would ring the school's bell, Button Mash rushed in through the door, the little propeller on his hat spinning madly.

“Good,” Cadance said, leaving the bell un-rung. “Now we can get started. Today's lesson is basic intercourse – the fundamentals of the most common kind of sex between a mare and a stallion.”

Great, now Rumble felt left behind again. If the stories he'd been hearing were true, most of his classmates were already experts in this, but he knew next to nothing.

“But first, everyone please pass your homework papers up to the front of the class. And please make sure your names are at the top, so I know who to return them to once they're graded.”

Rumble dutifully took the papers from the students behind him, added his to the stack, and passed it to the front row. Thankfully, it looked like most of the other students had skimped on their reports as well. At the very least, the only one he could see that was longer than a single page was Silver Spoon's ... and that was predictable, since she had always been an overachiever in class, always trying to impress Miss Cheerilee. How could she possibly have learned enough from a single day with Button Mash to be able to write all that? When did she even have time to write it?

Soon, though, the papers were collected. Cadance addressed the class again, “Now, while I've given you all a protective spell for now, it's important to know that without such a spell, intercourse like this – any intercourse where a stallion's sperm gets inside a mare's vagina – can lead to the mare getting pregnant.”

A couple hooves rose around the room.

“Getting pregnant means that a mare has a little foal growing inside her, and about eleven months after she first gets pregnant, she'll have a new baby foal.”

That seemed to satisfy the few ponies who wanted to ask questions.

“But as long as you're protected by my contraception spell, none of you fillies will be able to get pregnant, and none of you colts will be able to get anypony else pregnant. By default, I've set the spell to wear off when you get married, but the spell is easily reversible. If you ever want the contraception spell taken away or renewed, just ask any advanced unicorn, and he or she should either be able to do the spell for you or at least point you to a unicorn who can.”

Ah, that was a bit of a relief. Rumble had been wondering just how that worked ... it was good to know.

“But there are plenty of reasons to have intercourse besides just making babies.” Cadance grinned at them all. “Foremost among them, the fact that it feels very good. If you're doing it right, both the mare and the stallion will very much enjoy it.”

Well, now Rumble really felt like he was missing out. It sounded like this was supposed to be something really great, but he hadn't been able to do it at all.

Turning, Princess Cadance faced the whole class directly. “Now, in order to demonstrate, I'm going to need a volunteer. A colt, please.”

Hooves shot up all around the classroom. Unlike yesterday, it seemed that the class had gotten a lot more comfortable with the idea, and this time none of the colts wanted to miss out. Rumble didn't join in, though. The last thing he wanted was for his inexperience to be showcased right in front of the whole class. Just like yesterday's class, he would sit back, watch, and learn, and soon this would all be over.

“Rumble, would you come to the front of the classroom, please?”

What? Why would she call on him, the only colt who wasn't jumping up and down in his seat for the opportunity? Oh, right. That was probably exactly why she picked him. Horseapples! What was he going to do now? Everyone else in the class was about to see just how inexperienced he was, and they'd all be judging and laughing. How could he ever live down something like—

“Rumble,” Cadance repeated. Her voice was gentle, but held a firmness behind it of royalty accustomed to being obeyed.

That was enough to shock him out of his tailspinning thoughts. He got up from his seat and walked to the front of the classroom ... but he still felt his classmates' eyes on his back.

“Thank you,” Cadance said as soon as he stood beside her, without a trace of sarcasm in her tone. It did genuinely make Rumble feel a little better about this to hear the sincerity in her voice. “With Rumble's help, I would like to demonstrate a few basic techniques of copulation. Now, it's important to remember that while these are some of the most commonly used between stallions and mares, not all sex is between stallions and mares, and even the sex that is between stallions and mares often comes in a much wider variety than you'll see here today. You will still have a lot to learn and explore, even at the end of this course.”

Everypony else was paying attention to Cadance now, and that should have made Rumble feel better, but even though he knew he should calm down, he couldn't help but feel a million crawling eyes on his back, squeezing the breath from his lungs.

“Now, with Rumble's help, I'll demonstrate the most fundamental position: mounting. This is where the mare stands on all fours and the stallion gets on top of her.” She waved away a couple of raised hooves. “Don't worry, it will become very clear once you've seen it. Or perhaps some of you are wondering how little Rumble is going to get onto my back when I'm so much taller than him?”

Rumble nodded along with several of his classmates.

“Well, for that, I'm going to need a clear desk.” With a burst of magic, she teleported all of Cheerilee's desk clutter away to Goddess-knows-where.

Now, Rumble was pretty sure what she intended to do, but his own inexperience weighed heavily on his mind, and he didn't want to make any assumptions that might get him laughed at for years to come, so he stayed put.

Cadance looked down at him. “Would you get up on the edge of the desk please, Rumble?”

He nodded and hopped up onto it, aided by a few flaps of his wings. Once there, he stared out and down at the class. This was a really weird perspective to see the room from, up so high. And the idea of standing on Miss Cheerilee's desk ... if anypony had ever told him he would do that and not get in trouble for it, he would have laughed in their face. And yet, here he was.

“On the side of the desk closest to me, please. If we do this from the front edge, your classmates won't get a very good view.”

Rumble did as he was told and stood on the edge of the desk facing Cadance, sideways to the class.

Without a single word of warning, she turned away from him, scooted right up to the edge of the desk, and raised her tail for him. Glancing over her withers, she gave him a sly grin and whispered too quiet for the class to hear, “How is your view? Do you like it?”

He just stared and gaped, barely able to force himself to nod. He was looking, looking at... Woah, he was looking at Cadance's privates. Princess Cadance's privates. He was staring at the ... the vulva of a princess. Under his belly, he could feel himself slipping out of his sheath and getting hard, just like the first time Scootaloo had shown him her privates. He was about to have sex with a ... princess! His eyes shot open even wider as the realization of just what a huge opportunity he was getting here.

“I'll take that as a 'yes, I like it very much',” Cadance whispered to him. Out loud to the class, she said, “Now, Rumble is going to lift his front legs up and slide his chest up over my rump. As he moves forward, his penis will line up and slide into my vagina. It's important to note that there should be lubrication for this, usually provided by the mare getting wet in anticipation of the act. As I'm sure Rumble can see, I have plenty of anticipation for him.” She looked back at Rumble again and gave him a little nod of the head, a 'come on' kind of gesture.

But Cadance talking to the class had brought the audience back into his mind. Once again, he was flooded with thoughts of failure. What if he did it wrong? What if Cadance didn't like it? She was a princess after all, and probably used to stallions a lot bigger and more experienced than him. What if she told him to sit down and picked one of the other colts to do it right? As his mind fell into turmoil, his body failed him – his cock drooped and went limp, as if it, too, wanted to hide from the class's eyes.

Cadance nodded her head again. “Come on, Rumble. Don't keep them waiting.”

He could do this – he knew he could! He just had to ignore everything that could go wrong. With a deep breath to steady his nerves, Rumble stepped his front hooves off the desk and mounted the Princess. He was actually touching a royal pony! Somehow, he was shocked that her fur felt pretty much like any other pony's. For some reason, he was sure it should have felt different.

It was special, though, in the way she tensed up slightly, her body anticipating his own ... being disappointed when he slid up higher on her and nothing made contact.

Cadance didn't seem to mind too much, though. “Ah, yes. Sometimes, especially for stallions who are new at it, getting things lined up properly and getting his tip right where it needs to be can prove difficult. For earth ponies and pegasus ponies, the only remedy is a little practice, but if either partner is a unicorn, you can simply use a little magical levitation to help guide him in. Like this...”

Rumble felt Cadance's tingling magic on his cock, but only for a moment before she quit and let his length flop down again.

Instead, she used her magic to pull him off of her entirely and sit him down on the edge of the desk. “Oh goodness, I'm terribly sorry. That's not the problem at all.” She pointed to his limp cock, making him blush all over again and making it shrink back toward his sheath even more. “What's important for the class to know is that performance issues like this can happen to any stallion – yes, even you, Featherweight, so don't you dare laugh. It's no big deal, and most stallions recover from it quickly. For those who don't, there are potions that can remedy it. And for you mares, it's important to know that something like this most definitely does not mean that your stallion doesn't like you or doesn't think you're attractive. This happens even to a sought-after princess like me sometimes. It just means he's having a little difficulty, either because of a medical condition or because he's a little preoccupied with something that's giving him stress.”

Twist raised her hoof, but didn't wait for Cadance to call on her. “So, Rumble just needs a potion to get his dick ready?” She was already writing something about it in her notes.

Cadance shook her head. “No, not necessarily. Problems like this can often be solved much more quickly and easily than that. Observe...”

Rumble gulped as Princess Cadance came closer. He glanced toward the class, but Cadance stopped him with a hoof on his chin and turned him back toward her. Her hoof stroked across his cheek in a tender caress, and she leaned in, kissing him softly. When they pulled apart after that little peck, she whispered in his ear, “Don't worry about them. It's just you and me. Just focus on me and let me pleasure you.” Before he could respond, she kissed him again, much more deeply his time, teasing his mouth with her tongue as her hoof slid lower along his body. It traced along his side, across his thigh, and it ended up gently lifting his balls.

“Princess,” Rumble said when her mouth pulled away, “what are you—?”

But as her head dipped lower, it was obvious what she was doing. She matter-of-factly took his wilted cock into her mouth, not even pausing to look at it before she slipped her lips down to the base of it.

Her mouth was so warm, so nice to be inside ... but what kept Rumble's attention the most was the sight of her – a princess! – softly bobbing her head up and down, the sight of his shaft slipping in and out of her pink lips. Her eyes were closed, and she went at it like it was nothing special at all. But it was special to Rumble; he was sure he'd never seen so strange and fascinating a sight as a Princess of Equestria going down on him. It was something he could imagine, sure, but it was shocking to see it happening so suddenly and so easily.

And of course, Cadance's efforts soon produced results. He swelled inside her mouth, quickly becoming as hard as he'd been when she first presented herself to him. Cadance had to take him deeper and deeper every time she bobbed downward, but she didn't seem to mind at all. Her rhythm didn't falter in the slightest, and she didn't make any complaints. She just kept working at him with her amazing mouth, even as his tip started sliding down into her throat.

When she pulled herself up and off of him, she looked down at the results of her work: a little colt's cock, shiny with her spit and hard as it could be. She smiled. “There. I've given him a little oral stimulation – we'll get to that in tomorrow's lesson – and that has brought him back to full arousal, hasn't it Rumble?”

He nodded. “Yes, Ma'am.”

She went back to her position at the edge of the desk. “That also has the benefit of adding more lubrication to the mix, which is something you all might want to remember if you ever find yourselves having difficulty achieving penetration.” She looked over her shoulder at Rumble winked at him, raised her tail, and then winked at him an entirely different way. “Speaking of achieving penetration... Are you ready, Rumble?”

Nodding eagerly, he jumped back into position behind her. This time, when he mounted her backside, his cock stood proud and ready. And when he leaned a bit forward, he felt something incredibly warm and soft against his tip.

It took his breath away, the thought of touching Princess Cadance that way, so intimately. Before he could overthink it and get nervous, Cadance pressed backward against him. There was a slight resistance for just a moment, things not lining up perfectly, but her pressure soon overcame it and his cock popped into her.

Rumble gasped at the feeling, like diving into warm honey, and he clutched Cadance's rump as he trembled in place. He was awestruck by the thought of what he was doing ... not only was he finally losing his virginity, he was having sex – real sex! – with a princess! His cock was inside the Princess's pussy!

“There, that's how to get started in the basic mounting position. For the mare's comfort, it's important to remember to begin slowly. Make small, slow thrusts in and out at first, only gradually going deeper as lubrication is spread across the stallion's— Aah!”

Rumble slammed his cock all the way into her, finally over his shock at what was happening and impatient to feel the full experience.

“Mmm...” Cadance took a moment as her warm inner walls adjusted and squeezed around Rumble's shaft. “Or... Or if there's already enough lubrication, you can just shove the whole thing in at once.” She gave Rumble a bit of a dour look. “Of course, it's still best to make sure the mare is ready for it before you do.”

Chagrined, Rumble averted his eyes from her. He knew he was going to screw it up somehow, and now he had. His cheeks heated uncomfortably, and as hard as he tried to ignore the class watching him, he couldn't help but feel their eyes and their judgment.

“Once you've gotten started, the stallion does most of the work in this position. He needs to do all the thrusting back and forth while the mare just holds herself up and receives him.”

Rumble took that as permission to move again, so he began to slide back and forth inside her, very slowly and gently this time. She felt absolutely incredible; it was nothing like the times he'd experimented with jerking off. He could feel every hot, wet inch of her insides gliding against him and squeezing him. It was so good it made his head buzz and his back tingle. Goddess! If he'd known it felt this good, there was no way he would have turned Scootaloo down, weird extra parts or not!

“I appreciate the gentleness, and that can be very enjoyable sometimes, but you don't have to hold back now, Rumble. I'm warmed up and ready, so you can give me all you have.”

Okay... Rumble paused for a moment, pulling himself almost all the way out of her, until only his tip was inside. He could feel her pussy winking around the top of his shaft, physically begging him to do it.

And he did. He slammed himself into her, much harder than the first time, pulled right back out, then did it again and again. His hips slapped against Cadance's round ass cheeks, and he gripped her tight with his hooves, pulling her close. The soft, sloppy squeezing of her inner flesh against him became his whole world for a little while, that and the unbelievably enticing little moans she made each time he went as deep as he could.

Slowly, the idea of fucking the Princess was starting to feel a bit more normal, a bit more like something he could enjoy for the sake of it. But much more quickly, another feeling was building up, one he recognized from the times he'd tried playing with himself...

“Princess... I think, I think I'm gonna—”

Her magic yanked him back, pulled him off of her. “Now that was the basic mounting position, but we have a couple others to get to, so I can't let Rumble finish just yet.”

Rumble was left sitting on the desk, his cock cold and exposed to the whole class. He suddenly felt very silly and inexperienced again, a dumb little colt who was messing around way out of his league, and with a whole class of other colts and fillies who would tease him endlessly about anything that happened up there. He gulped, but this time he clenched his muscles and managed to keep his erection. He'd definitely never hear the end of it if he got a reputation as a colt who couldn't keep it up even for the Princess of Love.

“The next position I'm going to show you is another very popular one: the basic cowpony.” Cadance's magic picked Rumble up and laid him down on his back on top of the desk. He was sure she knew what was best, so he didn't resist it at all.

Somepony in the class spoke up; Rumble couldn't be sure since he didn't turn to look, but the accent meant it had to be Apple Bloom. “Miss Cadance, is it called that because the cows came up with—?”

“No, no,” Cadance said as she lofted up onto the desk with one flap of her huge wings. “It's called that because it resembles the cowpony sport of trying to ride a bucking bull – or a bucking pony... Which, of course, is exactly what I'm about to do.” As the class giggled about that, she stood over Rumble, stepping one hind leg over him, then squatting lower. She sat upright just above Rumble, just high enough that her pussy wasn't quite touching his cock.

Rumble wanted desperately to push his hips upward and slide back into her glorious pussy ... but she kept herself just out of reach as he tried.

“You are a really cute little stud.” She smiled as she looked down at him. “There's a reason I picked you to be first.”

Rumble's chest swelled to hear that; his confidence sprang back more strongly than ever. It was mind-blowing to think that Princess Cadance found him desirable, that she thought he was the pick of the litter. All his anxieties about what his classmates thought fell away off the desk and onto the floor. Now there was only the incredible idea that he was special, a colt any mare would want, maybe even a colt worthy of Princess Cadance.

Cadance let him have his moment, but only a moment. “In the cowpony position, the stallion lies on his back, and the mare lowers herself onto him like this...” She dropped down a little, right onto his yearning cock, and it easily slipped back inside her wonderful heat.

He started to thrust up into her, but she held him down with a hoof.

“Now, as Rumble just attempted to demonstrate, the stallion can still thrust in this position, and that can be enjoyable for both partners, but the true virtue of the cowpony position is that the mare is able to take control.” Cadance began rolling her hips back and forth, slowly taking Rumble's length inside her as she wiggled her way down. After a moment, she made it all the way down, his entire cock disappearing inside her. Now when she rocked back and forth, the lips of her pussy and her clit rubbed against his crotch, and if the way she was breathing was any indication, she was enjoying this a lot more than the previous position. “Remember this position, fillies, because you can use it to control almost everything: the angle of penetration, the rhythm, the depth, all of it. And that gives you your best chance of ... of...” She gasped faster and faster, in synch with the increasing pace of her hips.

Rumble couldn't take his eyes off of her as she rocked back and forth on top of him. Her pussy was clenching down so hard on him, and her face blushed a very red shade of pink. It didn't feel quite as good to him as when he'd been on her back, but there was something different about this, something special.

“It gives you your best chance of— Aah ah! Oh yes!” Cadance suddenly stopped, hunching over Rumble and gasping desperately for breath.

The only movement was the slight pulsing of her belly, but Rumble could feel far more. He could feel her powerful muscles inside clenching around his cock, pulling him in deeper. Did she...? Had he just gotten the Princess off? Maybe he wasn't terrible at this ... maybe he had a natural talent!

Cadance took a long moment to recover, and her pussy slowly became more relaxed around Rumble's cock, becoming buttery smooth and soft, rather than grasping hard like it had a moment ago. Her breathing calmed down as well. “Excuse me, class. I'm sorry, but I did need that quite badly. As I was saying, since the mare can control nearly everything about the cowpony position, many mares find that this position gives them their best chance at achieving an orgasm from penetration.”

When Rumble snuck a glance at the class, he saw that this time, Twist wasn't the only one taking notes.

“Now...” Cadance stood up, pulling herself off of Rumble and leaving him cold again. Her magic worked, pulling Miss Cheerilee's chair around to the side of the desk and standing Rumble up with his hind legs on it and his front legs on the desktop. “There is one more position I would like to show you today, which is called – appropriately enough for how we're using it now – the tabletop.”

As Cadance laid herself down on her back in front of him and let her tail hang off the side of the desk, Rumble quickly understood what she meant. With her legs spread right in front of him, he had an amazing view of her ass, her thighs, her cute little pink teats ... and right in the middle of it all, her glistening-wet pussy winking for him. He leaned in toward her, and the smile she gave him over her smooth belly was as good as a 'Go ahead, I want it.'

“In this position, you'll need two surfaces of different heights, one higher than the other by about the height of the stallion's legs. The mare lies on her back like I'm doing now and the stallion...”

Rumble leaned forward, grabbed Cadance's thighs, and slipped his cock once again into the welcoming embrace of Princess Cadance's pussy.

She moaned a little in appreciation. “Yes, the stallion does that.” As Rumble began thrusting into her, she continued her lecture. “This position doesn't have to be done on a desk and chair, and despite the name doesn't have to be done on a tabletop at all. The edge of a bed is probably the most popular place, but it can be done in all kinds of places.”

Groaning from the sheer pleasure of thrusting into her, Rumble gripped her thighs hard, his hooves pressing a little into the thick, curved muscle of her inner thigh. Her fur there was so soft ... and he was touching it! It was still hard to believe. This morning, he could hardly imagine ever being able to touch a mare in places like this ... and now he was doing that and so, so much more.

“This position is fun because you both get to look at each other and see everything that's happening, see each other's bodies, all in reasonable comfort and with an excellent angle of penetration... Do you like looking at me while you have sex with me, Rumble?”

He didn't answer – he barely even heard her. All his concentration was focused on staring at her gorgeous body ... her sleek belly, the perfect way her thighs and ass curved together, how her pussy lips bulged in and out as they slid around his wet cock, and right in front of him those two cute little teats that jiggled slightly every time he moved. Fascinated by them, he reached a hoof down and caressed one, feeling its soft little bulge and the hard nipple at the top. He'd never touched one before. Somewhere down below them, his cock was sliding back and forth deep inside her ... he could imagine it in there. He could imagine the base of his shaft spreading her perfect pussy lips apart, rubbing a little against her ass cheeks as it slid in and out of her. That feeling was growing again, especially when he watched her pussy lips winking around his shaft. “Princess, Princess, I'm...”

Cadance's horn lit up, sending tingling magic to caress his balls. She leaned upward and whispered into his ear, “Give it to me, Rumble. Fill me up. I want your cum in me.”

It was that encouragement, that hint that she wanted him for more than a demonstration, that she wanted him because he was a stud ... that was what sent him over the edge. He thrust into her one last time, pushing in as far as he could go, and he stayed there for a long moment, trembling in place as the tension built and built inside him. Until it finally released. Rumble threw his head back and groaned as his cock pulsed inside Princess Cadance, his tight little balls emptying themselves into a mare for the very first time.

She held him and stroked his back as his young cock flared and twitched as deep inside her as it could reach, squirting a surprisingly substantial load into her royal womb.

Rumble's orgasm seemed to go on forever, far longer than any he'd ever given himself. But it did finally end. Trembling and weak, he fell back into Miss Cheerilee's chair, letting his softening cock pull free as he did. A goopy mix of his cum and Cadance's juices splattered over the desk and chair, but he didn't concern himself with that. He just struggled to catch his breath and stared at the unbelievable sight of Princess Cadance's little pink pussy oozing out his white cream.

Cadance rolled over and dropped her legs to the floor, standing again. And even though dribbles of white still trailed down her inner thighs, she addressed the class as if nothing was happening. “Those three are just some of the most common of many sex positions, and just a few of the most common for intercourse between one stallion and one mare. There are far more variations on sex than just those three, which is what we will spend much of the rest of the class going into.” She glanced up at the clock. “That took a little longer than I expected, but there is still plenty of time in the day for you to get your homework done.”

Strangely, this time the class didn't groan at the word 'homework'. Probably, they already knew they would enjoy it.

“Your homework is to find a mare or a stallion and use one of these three positions with him or her. That's right: I expect to find no virgins in class tomorrow morning.”

A few hooves rose among the class.

“And don't worry.” Cadance bent around and touched her heart-shaped cutie mark with the tip of her horn. “If any of you are still having difficulty finding a partner by sunset, just come to me. I'm sure I can help you find someone.”

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